The factory was bigger than it looked on the outside, the factory basically one big room besides the small room that had been used for storage. It had once been beautiful, glimpses of blue tiles showing through the dust and dirt that covered the floor. The walls had been made of hickory, the wood now looking dingy instead of a rich reddish-brown. As they took in their surroundings, they became aware of a figure walking around the interior of the building.
"That's the guy who shot me." Bailey whispered, unsure if any of the others could really hear him.
"The ghost?" Rosa asked quietly from somewhere in front of him. "I'll handle him. You go find Palmer."
"And what if he finds Lewys instead?" Sofia asked. "Go with him. Sylvia and I will take care of the ghost."
"Fine, let's go." Bailey f
